"Now... yes, what the hell are you doing...?
Even talking, dall. So tired.
I haven't been asked much detail. I only hear rough ideas. The strategy was rather left to Vanitazar.
"You're using your own magic as a mediator to bring out more magic. Don't worry, you won't be able to use magic anymore. Because the only symptoms are fatigue. The magic we're about to do is enormous."
All right, anyway, if you just have to be patient, it's an easy-going thing.
"And yet... there's too much magic in anything, isn't there? You have a tremendous talent too..."
"Maybe... thanks to my Cisco ancestors..."
Not really, but I don't want to thank that ancestor.
"Is it going to be enough for purple magic...?
"I can afford it. I'm gonna follow you."
So Vanitazar chants the magic of a simple summoning system.
What came out is a white rat with no weirdness whatsoever.
"Well, I'm going to transfer your senses to this rat now."
"Yes..."
This is the "use me" plan.
It's too difficult for me to enter the company as a spy. I'm not a bandit or anything, so I can't go into a major company and steal information.
So let the rat take its place.
"Don't worry, even if the rat gets attacked, you're safe. Because it won't scratch one in your flesh. But be careful where you feel like pain while you borrow a mouse's body."
"Wow, I get it..."
Then Vanitazar performed an extremely complex magical chant, drawing another demonic formation with his hands on the universe.
Purple magic - spiritual mobility.
Literally, it's magic that shifts my spirit to a rat and controls it.
You'll be able to manipulate rats of my free will.
I can also do black magic when it comes to easy spiritual domination. Even I can use it. But that's really easy, like getting rid of bees.
When it comes to moving your subject freely, you have to ask an expert in purple magic.
However, having done so, the magic involved would be outrageous. What an extremely dangerous magic to take away the spirit of your opponent completely. The quality is too different from things like starting a wind or fire.
So first, I had my health drawn out more magic at the price.
It's not a lot of risk because it doesn't even reduce life expectancy. Tomorrow, at best, to the point of worrying about taking a day off because it's tough.
The moment the magic chant is over...
My vision changed.
The gray tall grass is spreading.
No, this is a carpet! I'm getting smaller and I'm looking at the carpet!
Oh, is this the view the rat is looking at?
"Success. You owe me that rat body."
Vanitazar's voice was heard slightly louder.
No way, you're going to be a rat. I can't believe there's so much going on in your life...
- I didn't become a rat. Your body is still standing on the magic team.
Something like that Vanitazar thought flowed into my head.
Indeed, when I turned to the side, a giant very similar to me - no, I stood myself.
I mean, Vanitazar's not talking right now, is he? What the heck is that...
- I'm the one who spoke of mental mobility. I mean, I have administrative authority. That means I can't fly my mind enough. And now I know everything you're thinking.
True, I can't stand up to such advanced purple magic right now.
Even Senior Farfistagna won't be able to do even purple magic.
Now I thought I'd talk in a mouse's body, too.
"Tutu!"
and all I could hear was a rat chirp.
- The rat's body hasn't changed anything, so you can't talk. I don't know the details, but you shouldn't be able to speak like a person because you make different nods and stuff.
If you ask me, yes. No, they're not strictly saying, they're just skipping my mind.
Vanitazar crouched before me.
Still, I'll be much more in the shape of looking up at her. Because it's a rat's point of view, or that's the only thing that causes fear. It would be instant death if humans stepped on it. It's just like having a giant there.
"Well, I'll have the haulier help me from here on out."
Carrier? No way, do other professionals use it too? It's a profession by the name of running backwards.
I don't really want more participants...... Easy to get your feet on.
"Because it's too far away for a rat's foot to the headquarters of 'First Magic'. Besides, if people step on you or crows target you, you can start over."
No, it would be difficult to find out if you stayed away from the headquarters of First Magic, but for that matter, it would naturally be difficult to break in. It is impossible to follow with such a mouse figure.
Vanitazar grabbed me with his right hand.
Keep it up, I can lift it up a bit. Even though I know I can't be crushed, I'm savoring the human feeling of being grabbed by a giant. I mean, fear is really coming......
Who the hell is a haulier? I wonder if he even drives in a carriage after all.
- The haulier knows you, too, kid. Well, I'd better get out of the hotel and give it to you once, but you're in trouble getting dressed.
Vanitazar now wore more embarrassing clothes than naked, in a nutshell. I was wearing something that I would only wear if that was what it was all about.
- So if you'll excuse me through the window.
Vanitazar opens the curtain. I see windows there.
No way, no way, are you willing to throw it from here!?
- No way. Here, upstairs, and you can handle the size of a rat. And because even if you die, it doesn't mean your body dies.
Still scared! Get dressed and go out!
- But if you only weave robes in this outfit, you look like a pervert who makes people look naked.
You'll have to change into normal clothes there! This is all the tricky magic I've used, so don't waste that much effort!
"Why don't you stick around and tell me? Go away."
I was thrown out the window by Vanitazar!